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Jan 2013
Who will mourn me
When I'm dead? None that I can see  
Though even in throes of death  
I will mourn the loss of you until my last breath,  
Thoughts on the ocean currents  
Wash back to shore, memories like dents  
Of when I was next to you  
So blue; so blue
I am thinking of no one else but you, the one the only  
Woman in my life to break the soul in me,  
Did you lie? Did you deceive me? Even if a farce  
I am man enough to admit defeat, drive my own hearse  
I will, writing my obituary as I speak  
I saw the world next to you from the highest peak,  
But now I won't come down
Is this what I have reaped? I am the most obvious clown  
Laughing through the tears  
Years upon years,  
No sadder would I be than the moment  
You were no longer beside me, now endless torment,  
What is life, what is purpose  
Without you to share it all with, because  
I woke when I met you though I fell asleep  
Caught in the dream coming true, but now I am deep  
In regret, reluctantly headed forward still  
No other direction like a sleeping pill,  
Would I undo?  
Yes, a thousand times yes,
Just to be once more next to you...
© okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
(37/M/OC)   
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